Chapter 440

"Hello, Mr. Adriaan … Oh, it's Eide." Scarlet smiled obediently, and her eyes showed a look of surprise. Then, she lifted the corner of her skirt and curtsied.

She was wearing a white skirt, and even the round-headed low-heeled leather shoes on her feet were white. Her long blonde hair was tied behind her head with a white handkerchief, and she wore a dark-colored belt and small accessories that contrasted with the color. It made her look particularly innocent and pure, like a little angel. Therefore, even if this curtsey was a little out of place, it didn't reduce her cuteness at all.

"How do you feel? Is there any difference compared to the red carpet at the previous premiere? "Adriaan bowed like a gentleman and then asked with a smile.

"There's no difference." Scarlet shrugged her shoulders, and her eyes curved as if she was very happy. "There are more reporters and stars, so there's nothing to be nervous about."

Having said that, before Eide came over, her reserved expression was clearly written on her face. Although Scarlet had always been very courageous, it was, after all, the first time she attended the Oscars and faced so many reporters — those at the premiere were simply child's play compared to this — it was impossible for her mother to accompany her to the end of this journey, so it was inevitable that she would be a little timid.

At this time, if a familiar person who gave her a good impression came to her side, she would naturally be much more relaxed. Scarlet didn't forget that when she was filming the scene with Tom Cruise, she had been very sad because she couldn't pass the scene repeatedly. Only Adriaan found her sitting alone, and not only did he comfort her with kind words, but he also patiently analyzed the problem with her and constantly encouraged her. Even her father wasn't as patient as him.

They were both artists, but her father kept saying that he loved her very much, but he didn't even have time to talk to her. On the other hand, although Adriaan didn't talk to her often, he always listened carefully to her troubles and answered those childish questions for her. Since that time, Scarlet's object of worship suddenly changed from Cruise and other stars to Adriaan, especially after knowing his achievements, this kind of worship also became greater and greater.

"Well, then, dear Miss Scarlet, if you don't mind, would you like to go in with me?" Adriaan said as he stretched out his hand.

"It's my honor." Si Jiali immediately smiled sweetly and placed her small hand in his.

Adrian puffed out his chest and casually glanced at the other women. Then, he held the girl's hand and walked into the grand theater. Julia, Gwyneth, and Blanchett secretly rolled their eyes at him. Rachel and Sophie, on the other hand, didn't know if they were disappointed or relieved. Although they were not satisfied with this result, it was better than choosing someone else in front of them. Although they were not too satisfied with this result, it was better than choosing someone else in front of them.

Listening to the young lady's excited words, Adrian only separated from her when he reached his seat. Scarlet's seat wasn't far from his, but it wasn't close either.

"Indeed. of a beauty. Seeing the girl sit down, Adriaan said in his heart. But at this age, Scarlet's chest had already bulged out too much, and her curvaceous appearance was absolutely second to none among her peers. Thinking of her proud twin peaks in the future, Adriaan was very satisfied with his actions.

"Be careful, moderate greed is the best." He said to himself half-jokingly in his heart.

As time went by, the time of the award ceremony was getting closer and closer, and more and more people came in.

"Oh, Kate, you look really beautiful today. How do you feel?" Adriaan smiled and greeted Blanchett, who sat a little behind him.

The organizers were very good at arranging seats. This time, Adrian did not have any works nominated, but "Mr. Sweet" and "The English Patient" were both produced by his company, so he sat in the middle of the two crews.

"Not bad." Blanchett fiddled with the hair on her temples and said faintly, as if she was still dissatisfied with what happened before.

"This answer does not satisfy me. This is the first time you have been nominated for Best Supporting Actress." Adriaan reminded her.

"It's just a nomination. If you want to win an award, maybe that French actress is more qualified than me." Blanchett immediately snorted. As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she regretted it.

However, Adriaan did not take the opportunity to tease her. Instead, he was either chatting with the people next to him or thinking about his own things. Whether they were pretending because of Adriaan or not, at least it made her feel better.

"Don't worry, the answer will be revealed soon. It doesn't matter if you fail. There will be many opportunities like this in the future." Adriaan comforted her and then turned around.

He really wanted to make a few more jokes, but considering that she was the only one by his side now, he gave up. Sure enough, as soon as he turned around, he immediately caught two glances from the corner of his eye. He did not need to look to know that Julia and Gwyneth were far away from him. Although Nicole was two rows in front of him, she did not turn her head from the beginning to the end. Then, it could only be Richel and Sophie who were sitting on the side of "The English Patient."

Women … Adriaan sighed softly in his heart. Every time he thought of Richel and Sophie's various behaviors, he felt like laughing. Was it really best to not have or lose something? Unfortunately, I never thought so, so … He shrugged and focused his attention on the stage. Now was not the time to think about these things. Although tonight's award ceremony did not have his work, there was still a fierce competition.

As always, the song and dance began, followed by the host's gags. This year's host was still Billy Chrystal. It had to be admitted that his ability to adjust the atmosphere was one of the best. A few simple sentences made everyone laugh.

"You all know that being a host is not so easy, especially hosting an award ceremony like this. You have to be serious when it's time to be serious, and funny when it's time to be funny. Maybe you are serious one second, but the next second, you have to be funny. God, even a circus clown needs time to change," Chrystal complained loudly on the stage, and then there was a burst of laughter.

Although tonight did not start with the Best Supporting Actor and Actress awards, there were various technical awards, and the competition instantly became white-hot. At the Golden Globes in early February, "Saving Private Ryan" and "The English Patient" had already competed. In the end, "Saving Private Ryan" won the Best Director, and "The English Patient" won the Best Drama Film, barely a tie. Now, they would continue to compete at the Oscars.

First, "Saving Private Ryan" won the sound and sound editing, then "The English Patient" won the art direction and costume design, and then they fought over the cinematography and editing. In the end, it was like dividing a cake, "Saving Private Ryan" won the Best Cinematography, and "The English Patient" won the Best Editing.

"It's really an eye-opener. Do you know how to ensure that a movie will win an award in the future? It's very simple. Make a movie that is equally good and fully compete with the previous works. "Chrystal could not help but tease on the stage.

After these awards, the Best Supporting Actor and Actress awards finally came. It was similar to what Adriaan remembered. Cuba Gu Ding Jr., who played the American football player in "Mr. Sweet" who liked to swear and did things without scruples but had his own persistence, won the Little Golden Statue.

There were not many strong contenders for the Best Supporting Actor this year. Armin Mueller Stahl was a German, and this was his first time being nominated for an Oscar, so there was basically no need to consider it. Edward Norton had just entered the film industry, so he was still too young, and it was also his first time being nominated. James Woods was the most average of the few candidates. William H. Macy was not bad, but Gu Ding was equally outstanding. His skin color also played a role in adding points, so naturally, there was no way he could get his hands on it.

This was a great encouragement for the crew of "Mr. Sweet". Although they did not have double-digit nominations like "The English Patient" and "Saving Private Ryan", there were still several. How could they not breathe a sigh of relief when they finally got the first one? Even Tom Cruise, who was sitting in front, got up and gave Gu Ding a hug to congratulate him when he came back. It was because they had a good relationship, but it was also because he saw a glimmer of hope for winning the award.

Next was naturally the Best Supporting Actress. To be honest, both Sophie and Blanchett performed very well. Although Sophie was not as good as the original Juliet Binoche, it was only by a small margin. Blanchett, on the other hand, had begun to have the demeanor she should have under his tutelage. However, it might be a little difficult for her to win the award. Hollywood did not like French actors very much. Besides, this was only her second time being nominated. Although Blanchett, as an Australian actor, had an advantage in this aspect, it was also her first time being nominated. Unless there were special circumstances, the Film School judges would not consider an actor who was nominated for the first time.

Sure enough, standing in the center of the stage to present out the award, the previous Best Supporting Actor winner, Kevin Spacey, read out the name loudly, "Lauren Bacall, 'Double-Faced Mirror'!"

The small screen was instantly filled with Bacall's aged face. She responded excitedly to the people around her who were congratulating her. Adriaan, on the other hand, let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart. Bacall's award was basically based on his age and qualifications. This old actor, who was born in the 1920s and became famous in the 60s, had almost half a century of acting experience. When the main selection criteria could not be decided, these factors would play a very important role.

In Adriaan's opinion, if it was just based on acting skills, Sophie was completely qualified to win such an Oscar. However, who asked her to be French? Although it was only a few seconds, when Bacall's face expanded to the entire screen, Adriaan still noticed the disappointment on Sophie's face. Although when he looked at "The English Patient" again, she clapped her hands calmly and congratulated him, but Adriaan believed that he was absolutely not mistaken.

This was very normal. Apart from winning a newcomer award when she was young, she had almost never received any honors. This was also one of the reasons why Adriaan could control her in his hands. Unfortunately, there were some rules that even he could not violate now. But this was also good. There was hope, there was anticipation. Besides …

"It's really a pity, Kate." Adriaan turned his head and looked at Blanchett behind him.

"It's okay." Blanchett was also very calm, as if the woman who had shown an expectant look when her name was called was not her.

"Really?" Adriaan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Should I be very sad?" Blanchett rolled her eyes at him, and then there was a flash of hesitation in her eyes. After a while, she whispered, "You … didn't you say before that there will be opportunities like this?"

"Of course, I said it, and I will do what I said." Looking at her somewhat complicated look of hesitation, Adriaan's eyes lit up, and then he laughed.

Very well, just let go of the last of your reservations and allow me to further knead you as I please.

Then there were two more important awards, Best Adapted Screenplay and Best Original Screenplay. "Mr. Sweet" had just competed with "The English Patient" for Best Supporting Actress, and now it was going to compete with "Saving Private Ryan" for Best Original Screenplay. What was very dramatic was that "Mr. Sweet" and "The English Patient" had both lost for Best Supporting Actress, and now it lost again to "Saving Private Ryan" for Best Original Screenplay. This award was presented to the Coen Brothers' adaptation of a real person, "Frozen Fury."

It was quite interesting. Even Christo also joked about this matter on the stage, "This is really terrible. I believe everyone can see that" The English Patient "and" Saving Private Ryan "are competing fiercely in various awards, but as long as they meet" Mr. Sweet, "they will never win. So if other movies want to win an award, they should finally expect to be nominated at the same time as them!"

There was another burst of laughter. Thinking about it, it was really like this. Although there were only two awards, this coincidence was a bit too incredible. However, Adriaan's attention was not on this. The previous Best Adapted Screenplay was taken by "Open Sky." This low-budget film directed and acted by Billy Bob Thornton was very niche, but from an artistic point of view, it was really good. It was not a problem for it to win Best Adapted Screenplay. However, when it came to the two awards, it could be seen that the Film school seemed to be using this method to show their impartiality.

I really don't know what is going on in their heads. Didn't what happened last year explain everything? Oh, of course, the media said that this was done on purpose by the Film school, so guess what they will say this time. Leaving the theater hall and coming to the bathroom, Adriaan stood in front of the sink washing his hands. Then a pair of hands reached out from behind and wrapped around his waist, slid down, and skillfully unzipped.

"Since when do you like sudden attacks, Chi-Chi?" Adriaan asked calmly as he felt the soft little hands.

"I thought you would like it." Kirsten's round face suddenly tilted from behind him. She threw a coquettish look at the mirror, especially when she felt the changes in her hands, and showed a look of excitement.

"You must have something important to tell me to come here, right?" Adrian turned around and waved the wad of paper in his hand that he had received outside.

"I miss you, Eide." Kirsten suddenly showed a bitter expression.

She was wearing a strapless purple-red velvet dress, black transparent stockings, and small leather shoes with rings. Her long blonde hair was hanging down in small waves, elegant and generous. At the moment, she looked lovely and charming. Without waiting for Adriaan to speak, she suddenly retracted her hand, then jumped up and wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs clamped around his waist.

"Little vixen …" Adriaan only had time to say this sentence before his mouth was covered by the girl.

He didn't say much. Since she was so eager, then he would tease her. Anyway, he had expected this when he came and closed the bathroom when he came in.

Although the little vixen was unusually active, she was no match for Adriaan. After a while, she was a little out of breath, but Adriaan didn't let her go. After a while of entanglement, he finally left Kirsten, who was intoxicated by the kiss, and her face was flushed from lack of oxygen.

"Eide, you are so annoying. You do this every time." After panting a little more evenly, Kirsten half-opened her watery eyes and complained discontentedly. Her little butt stuck to Adriaan's body would rub against him from time to time. Every time she neared him, there would be a flash of desire in her eyes.

Adriaan chuckled and patted her little butt with some pride. This was also one of his achievements. Speaking of which, the other side of the little vixen wasn't obvious at first. She was just a little precocious, but as her relationship with Adriaan deepened, she had to constantly play the role of a good girl in front of her mother and the public. Only when she was alone with him in private could she unreservedly show her other side. Over time …

"Eide!" Kirsten's rebuking voice became even softer. Coupled with that cute but eager expression of letting him do whatever he wanted, anyone else would have already lost control.

But Adriaan was different. His smile became a little playful. "What are you worried about, Qiqi?"

A flash of panic suddenly flashed in the girl's eyes, but she quickly raised her chin confidently. "Shouldn't I be worried?"

"Of course not. There aren't many girls as smart and attractive as you." Adriaan caressed her face. "So even if I wanted to, it would be impossible."

"So you admit it?" Kirsten pouted and then showed a resentful expression again. "Why, Eide?"

"Well, my little vixen, there is at most one more month. Can't you wait that little bit of time?" Adriaan kissed her gently on the mouth. "I don't mind being here, but you will be in so much pain that you can't even walk."

"One more month?" Kirsten looked at him with some confusion, but when he whispered a few words in her ear, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"I promise I will give you a deep impression, Eide." Her smile was innocent and charming.

"I completely believe that." Adriaan bit her delicate little earlobe. "But first, give me a deep impression. How about that?"

"Oh, of course." Kirsten giggled.

She quickly got down from Adriaan. When he sat on the bathroom sink, Kirsten smiled charmingly and leaned down. Therefore, while the guests outside were speculating and surprised about the award, Adriaan enjoyed the little vixen's tongue service in the bathroom.